seeing potential ~ haiku

even an old man
has New Year’s eyes…
cherry blossoms
Issa

seeing potential
in arrival of new year
even in old age

The prompt for Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #85 Photo-shopping haiku – cherry blossoms is to “photo-shop” or remake a haiku by Kobayashi Issa (above in blue), by making a minor edit. I had a hard time stopping at “minor.”

Image source: Minneapolis Institute of Arts – Old Man Who Made Blossoms Bloom, by Sonsai Kōitsu

 

Unknown Horizon ~ quadrille

Unknown Horizon

I once thought it was the separation
of distance that magnifies
this richness I find in family.
Now I understand it is age,
with reflections on the past
replaced by a wistfulness
for future lives I will never know,
as they continue without me.

This is my response for Quadrille #80 – Eat the Rich, the prompt from Kim at dVerse, which is to use the word rich in a 44-word poem that does not require meter or rhyme.

leading away from the shore ~ tan renga

grass on river bank.jpg

late summer
alone on the beach
with only tracks
               © Jane Reichhold

leading away from the shore
to unknown destination

journey continues
following unknown footsteps
with new direction

traveler seeking answers
absent for many seasons

beyond falling leaves
lessons learned in falling snow
blossoms come and go

wind whispers in drying grass
all revealed on reaching home

The challenge for Carpe Diem #1664 Tan Renga Hineri “only tracks” is one with a twist (hineri). A haiku by Jane Reichhold (in blue) is to be followed by two lines, as usual. These must be followed by another haiku, and then another two lines – with the optional challenge of adding another haiku and two lines. In effect, it’s almost a solo renga, except for the first haiku by Jane Reichhold. As with renga, the last stanza (ageku) should lead back to the first (hokku).

Image source: Wikimedia Commons
(Wind Blown Grass Across the Moon, by Utagawa Hiroshige)

Pisces

Pisces

With the whisper of waves brushing the skin
of my kayak beneath and beside me,
the dance of a shower on my skin
in the sensuous tease of a long caress,
or immersion at great depth with sunlight
filtered until I am as one with my nature,
both within or without, I am
with water, and I am complete.

The prompt for Poetics: In My Element, from Amaya at dVerse, is to write a poem that explores what a cosmology says about the writer. Of course,  mine would involve water?

Background image: Wikimedia Commons
Sternzeichen Fische (Johannes Regiomontaus – 1512)

seashell found on shore

Sea shells on the ground
White sand is so beautiful
I look at the sea
It is so very endless
And blue, sparkly, and gorgeous
               (unknown)

seashell found on shore
beauty of color and sound
listening to waves
precious shell now in my home
sea sounds go on forever

The prompt for Tanka Splendor – Sea Shells is to write a tanka
inspired by one written by an unknown author (in blue).

Image source: unsplash.com / Gregory Culmer